LOGINCHAPTER 105: This is the endBenicio’s hands clenched tightly. “I'm going to say this just once, and I'm not—”Sarah got up from her seat and pressed his hand firmly. He turned to her, and she gave him a subtle nod, and he took a step back. The young mother was livid. She would never let anyone talk down on her children. She was about to show Veronica that she did not need anyone to fight her battles for her.Her voice was low but firm. “You don’t know what happened that night. And don’t you ever call my children names again. This is me asking nicely.”Veronica barked out a humourless laugh. “Oh, Sarah. Just like I told your bodyguard over there. I'm not scared of you. And about what you said, I know enough! You seduced him, and then he found out about your act. He kicked you out. And then, like the scheming little wretch you are, you disappeared to have your secret little bastards! Now you want to come back into his life and sabotage me to get him back in your trap because you had hi
CHAPTER 104: A dinner date gone wrongThe atmosphere of the upscale restaurant glowed with an ambiance of soft elegance, muted golden lights from the chandeliers above, casting a romantic shimmer over polished cutlery and crystal glasses. Sarah sat across from Benicio, a reluctant smile dancing on her lips as her fingers traced the rim of her wine glass absentmindedly. She picked up the glass, swirling the red liquid around.The sharp collar of her satin blouse brushed against her skin as she laughed; soft, hesitant, but real at something Benicio had said. He had insisted on them dining out, and though she had resisted at first, now she was glad. It was a moment of peace, a pause from the chaos.It had been so long since they had dined out like they used to do, and they had both missed it.She sat across from him, her fingers still delicately tracing the rim of her wine glass. The laughter had subsided but a soft smile was playing on her lips."I still can't believe you convinced me
CHAPTER 103: We tear them apartHer scream followed next, a ragged, furious cry that tore through the silence like claws. Glass littered the floor, her bare feet narrowly avoiding the shards as she stormed toward the coffee table, where her phone, or what was left of it lay, its screen cracked, but still aglow with the images that had destroyed what was left of her composure. She was not even aware when she had flung her phone away earlier, and it landed across the room on the table in a fit of rage.She stared at the shattered glass, the red wine seeping into the fibres, a stark contrast to the white carpet. Her mind raced, connecting dots she had previously ignored. Sarah's jumpiness, the feeling that she was hiding something, even to a greater extent, her boobs did look fuller to her at some point. An obvious indication of pregnancy and suckling a child—children in this case. Not cosmetic enhancement, as she once suspected.A guttural scream ripped shrilly from her throat as she s
CHAPTER 102: Two little childrenIt was often said that ignorance was bliss, and so was the case of Veronica who had no idea about what had been happening. She was yet to go back to Edward’s house after he kicked her out of his bed. She reclined on her chaise lounge, the soft hum of classical music enveloping her in the living area of her home.The aged chandeliers still managing to hang on to the roof, shimmered in the confines of the room, casting a golden hue across the rapidly declining space. A glass of vintage wine rested delicately in her manicured hand, the day's stress dissipating with each sip.The sudden buzzing of her phone disrupted the serene ambiance. She slightly lifted her upper body off the couch, and glanced at the screen—Dylan. A smirk played on her lips as she answered, "Dylan, to what do I owe this pleasure?" She asked in a sultry tone, biting her lips.His voice oozed amusement. "Veronica, darling, I thought you'd want to see this."Her forehead puckered. “See
CHAPTER 101: Sizzling passionSarah closed her eyes for a moment.She could feel him…his heat, his presence, pulling at her, undoing her carefully crafted defenses with very frightening ease.“Mission accomplished,” she said, forcing her voice to stay steady. “You should go.”"No," he said, sharp, unyielding. "Not yet."Edward knew what she was trying to do. She was trying to avoid him. But he wasn't going to allow it.Sarah knew that he was not going to leave until he got the audience he wanted. It was better to get it over with. She turned then, slowly, reluctantly, and met his gaze. The air between them shifted; heavier, hotter, as if the room had suddenly become smaller around them, leaving no space to breathe especially for her."You agreed to let me see them," he said, stepping closer. "But you didn’t say when you’re going to tell them the truth."He was happy that he got to spend time with his children, but he was not pleased that they did not know that he was their dad. He wa
CHAPTER 100: A father who loved themThe days that followed slipped into the new, fragile routine. The sun seemed brighter, the air somehow lighter every time Edward walked up the narrow stone path to Sarah’s front door…at least for him. He would get to see his children.He would knock, his heart hammering in his chest, and within seconds the door would swing open, revealing two eager, wide-eyed toddlers. They had already mastered the time he came around, and they were always excited and eagerly waiting for him, so they begged their mother and Mrs Langford to allow them to start answering the door whenever he arrived.Today was no different.“Mr. Prince Man!” Robyn squealed, throwing herself at him without hesitation. She had taken to calling him that, despite Liam addressing him as Edward.Edward grunted slightly as her tiny arms latched around his waist, a soft laugh escaping his lips. He dropped to one knee, ruffling her messy dark hair with a tenderness that tightened his throa







